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welcome; And in the modesty of fearful duty I read as much as from the rattling tongue
Of saucy and audacious eloquence.

Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity In least speak most to my capacity.

Re-enter PHILOSTRATE
PHILOSTRATE SO please your Grace, the Prologue is address’d.
THESEUS Let him approach.

[Flourish of trumpets]
Enter QUINCE as the PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE If we offend, it is with our good will.
That you should think, we come not to offend, But with good will. To show our simple
skill, That is the true beginning of our end.

Consider then, we come but in despite.

We do not come, as minding to content you, Our true intent is. All for your delight We
are not here. That you should here repent you, The actors are at band; and, by their
show, You shall know all, that you are like to know, THESEUS This fellow doth not
stand upon points.

LYSANDER He hath rid his prologue like a rough colt; he knows not the stop. A good
moral, my lord: it is not enough to speak, but to speak true.

HIPPOLYTA

Indeed he hath play’d on this prologue like a child on a recorder-a sound, but not in
government.

THESEUS His speech was like a tangled chain; nothing im paired, but all disordered.
Who is next?

Enter, with a trumpet before them, as in dumb show, PYRAMUS and THISBY, WALL,
MOONSHINE, and LION

PROLOGUE Gentles, perchance you wonder at this show; But wonder on, till truth
make all things plain.

This man is Pyramus, if you would know; This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.

This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present Wall, that vile Wall which did these
lovers sunder; And through Walls chink, poor souls, they are content To whisper. At
the which let no man wonder.

This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn, Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will
know, By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn To meet at Ninus’ tomb, there,
there to woo.
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